Let’s Go Play in the Snow!

Hi there! I would have made this post yesterday, but one of our kiddos had to stay home sick from school.  And.. Oh why yes she is feeling better. Thank you for asking! You know that sort of thing happens to her every year, she gets sick right before Christmas and has to miss out on some of the, at school, Christmas fun. I was trying to come up with a nifty word to describe this annual fun. I thought of this one word that I see people use on posts and things they put on Pinterest that has to do with like comic book related things. And since I recently became a fan of Marvel, I see it fairly often. Well to be perfectly honest, which is something I strive for, I recently became a fan of Bucky Barnes. Anyway..the word is canon. I thought, hmm..I should look up the definition for that word. And you may be thinking, wow for a writer her vocabulary stinks. Not that I blame you, you are indeed correct. English is by far my least favorite subject, and has been since the 4th grade.

The definition for canon, by the way is, “a general law, rule, principle, or criterion by which something in judged.” And I thought, wow that sounds awfully serious and official. So I settled on “happenstance”, which is a fancy way, well maybe not fancy, but another way to say coincidence. Anywho..what was I going to write about? Oh right, playing in the snow!

On Saturday the weather was pretty good, the sun had come out earlier in the day and it wasn’t windy, thank goodness. So we figured it would be a good day to enjoy all the snow that had accumulated the backyard in the past few days. So we layered up and headed out!


Ah, a nice blanket of snow, and a rather thick blanket at that; notice how the bottom bit of the fence is almost covered up.


It took some digging to find the grass, I had yet to encounter snow coverage this thick. It’s the same height as my glove! I would have used a ruler to show exact depth, but our furniture and things that we shipped from Germany does not arrive until the 27th. I know 2 days after Christmas. Awesome, right?!


What else can I say?


On the bright side that kids got to plow through the snow on their knees, made some snow angels, and I made this awesome perfect little snow ball. He’s still sitting out on the fence, don’t expect him to melt anytime soon. That’s nice, I guess.

Since the snow wasn’t good “snowman snow”, my husband had to improvise and make something a little different. So I present to you, for your viewing pleasure, Snowba the Hutt.


Until next time,

The Texan


The Driveway: The Saga Continues

Ah yes, where were we? Right, the clean driveway and the need for more layers. Well, later that same day, it started to snow..again. You see this phenomena is so strange to me. Never have I lived in a place were new snow is consistently piling on top of old snow. Even in Germany, it would snow, hang around for a day or two and then melt, all of it would melt; then maybe a month later it would snow again. But here the snow doesn’t go away, it lingers. My husband was grouchy because he would have to shovel the driveway, once again, in the morning so he could get to work. But first we had different task to accomplish, getting the trash and recycling cans out to curb for pick up the next day. Now the fact that round two brought more snow than round one, made it even more fun.


Remember the nice clean driveway? Not so much anymore, and definitely more snow than there was before. In case you were wondering, no the “swirling vortex”, did not come into play this time, so it was perfect even coverage.That’s nice..


So there is the path that he had to cut? Shovel? Shovel-cut? No wait, cut with a shovel. Or would it be plow? Shovel-plow? Oh excuse me…so anyway. He had to..uhh..make a path through a good four inches of snow, down the previously cleaned off driveway. Awesome!


And finished off the job with job with a smiley face, because you just got to smile and find the humor. Especially since said path and smiley face were half way filled in with snow the next day.

In the morning, my husband was less than thrilled about the monumental task that laid before him, and must have expressed his concerns to our neighbor while waiting for the school bus to come. Because when he got back to the house, he excitedly announced that our neighbor had offered to clean off our driveway with his snow blower. (Would have taken pictures, but I don’t like to post a person’s picture with out their permission and/or knowledge, but I digress.) With in a matter of minutes, the whole driveway was cleaned off with minimal effort, and sidewalk in front of our house. Yeah, our neighbor is pretty awesome. Now if you’ll excuse me, we’re going to go buy a snow blower!

Until next time,

The Texan


This picture was taken a couple of hours later. What’s that at the end of the driveway you may ask? Oh just a gift. A gift from the snow plow man. Lovely…


The Driveway

Yesterday it snowed a great deal, at our house in lovely Upstate New York. Probably a good 3 inches or so, which to me, is a good amount. It was getting close to time for the kids to get home from school, and I thought I would go out a shovel the walk that leads to our front door and the sidewalk in front of our house. After doing that, and noticing that it did not take very long, I decided to tackle the drive way as well. Also by that point, my hands were already numb and my legs were not far behind, so I figured what was the harm of staying outside a little longer. And if I am to embrace the “fun” of living through such an epic winter, I should not expect my husband to do all the shoveling. So began my noble task… (Not sure if “noble” is the right word, but anyway.)


I hear rumors of driveway hidden somewhere underneath all that snow. Let’s go find it shall we! Ugh..it looks so depressingly grey outside. Hmm..lovely.


Not too bad, it was actually rather light and powdery. But do you ever feel like you are being silently judged? Maybe it was because I kept pulling my phone out to take pictures while shoveling. Which reminds me, I sure wish one could operate a touch screen with out having to take their gloves off..But then again my hands were quite numb by this point anyway. Of course it could have been my technique, I mean is there a proper snow shoveling technique? I don’t know I’m from Texas, and our awesome German landlords did all the snow shoveling for us. Yeah I know we were spoiled…

So back to the snowy driveway…


Thankfully the “swirling vortex”, as we like to call it, over there by the garage door made my job a little easier. Fun Fact! We also have one in our backyard sometimes, but that’s separate story.

Well there you have it! My first ever completely cleaned off driveway, made possible by girl power, elbow grease, and well a snow shovel. I would like to say that it stayed clean and lovely for the rest of day, but that sadly was not the case. I would also like to say sweat pants by themselves are useful at keeping the cold off one’s legs, but that is also not the case. Yep, mama’s gonna need some layers. Tune back in tomorrow as the driveway story continues… : )

Until next time,

The Texan

Winter is here

Last month my family and I moved to Upstate New York, because my husband’s job, and at the present are experiencing our first Northeast winter. To make things more interesting, we’re are living in a region that experiences “lake effect” snow. This happens early in the winter when air flowing over the lake, in this case Lake Ontario, is colder than the water. Which in short makes it snow a great deal. On top of that, we are far enough North where it can get crazy cold, like below zero cold. We can also pick up Canadian radio stations, and the “energy saver” sticker on our new washing machine, included the Canadian version. Which that’s cool, and…stuff…I don’t know.

Now I know that there are people that deal with this kind of stuff every year, they’re used to it, and that’s awesome for them. I, however, am from Texas, and a winter of this magnitude sounds, well unsettling. The fact that will be experiencing this kind of weather first hand, and also expected to function on a daily basis is, to me, about as sad and scary as watching Bucky be the Winter Solider. Especially when I am reminded that we have lived in this house for less than a month, and this is our third snow storm. Hmm..yeah.

So like many people, I use humor and sarcasm as a defense mechanism, when faced with something unpleasant. Hence the purpose of this blog, to share my thoughts and experiences while living through our first New York winter. The good, the bad, the fun and the unpleasant, because this winter will certainly have a lot of “firsts”.

For example:

My husband and I have had to shovel snow for first time in our lives.

Our kids are wearing snow pants to school, never before have we had to buy them that garment.

Well I can say for certain that it will at least be memorable winter.

Until next time,

The Texan